Chapters (48)
- Cover
- THEFEUD
- Dedication
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
Jimmy shook Eddie’s hand and nodded towards his car. ‘My little Jed’s chatting up your daughter again. Ain’t stopped talking about her since that party last week. I’d definitely say we’re gonna be in-laws one day,’ Jimmy said, chuckling.
Eddie glanced at the car in horror. ‘We’d best be going now. Come on, Jess,’ he urged.
‘I appreciate you dropping by, Eddie. Goodbye, Mrs Mitchell,’ Jimmy said, as he shut the front door.
‘Who was that?’ his wife Alice asked. ‘Eddie dinlo fucking Mitchell,’ Jimmy said, laughing his head off.
Breaking into a run, Eddie reached the car before Jess. ‘What are you doing in there?’ he shouted at Frankie.
‘Nothing, Daddy. You said we wasn’t allowed to get out of the car, so Jed got in to talk to us.’
‘We’re going now, so time for you to get out, boy,’ Eddie told Jed.
Grinning from ear to ear, Jed leaned towards Frankie and pecked her full on the lips. ‘I’m your boyfriend now, Frankie, and I’ll come and see you soon,’ he yelled, as he climbed back on his tractor.
Eddie waited for Jess to get in. Furious, he started the engine and put his foot down.
‘Frankie’s got a boyfriend, Frankie’s got a boyfriend,’ Joey sang to his sister.
Frankie felt herself go all weird again. ‘No, I haven’t,’ she said shyly.
‘Yes, you have and you kissed him,’ Joey giggled.
Annoyed that some old dodderer was driving too slow, Eddie held his hand on the hooter and cursed as he overtook him.
‘You stay away from that boy, Frankie, do you hear me?’ Eddie demanded.
Aware that Jed was the boy who had knocked Joey down in the boxing ring, Jessica was more worried about her son. ‘Are you OK, Joey? Did that boy frighten you, love?’
Joey shook his head. ‘He said sorry, Mummy. He said that his dad made him hit me.’
‘Sounds a bit like you, dear,’ Jessica said, nudging her husband.
Eddie drove in stony silence. Shaking hands with Jimmy O’Hara had made him feel physically sick, and as for that cheeky fucking kid of his, he’d kill that little bastard if he ever came anywhere near his daughter again.
Seeing the expression on Eddie’s face, Jessica guessed today had been hard for him. ‘Thanks Ed, for doing that for me,’ she said, stroking his arm.
‘Are we going to the pub now, Daddy?’ Joey asked.
Still in a foul mood, Eddie tried his hardest not to show it. ‘Yep, we’re going there now, son,’ he replied, as cheerfully as he could.